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Isle of Blood
Contributed by
deusdeira
on
Friday, 16th December 2011 @ 05:11:48 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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A ripping torrent... tears down walls,
a crashing wave... of bloody falls,
this island in the middle... that never will be reached...
while raging torrents try to crush... the peace this island keeps...
with blood red hate these waves they crash... upon this isle of hope...
and as the waters taste the sand... they turn into a moat...
and from this isle... no one leaves... yet no one seems to care...
but they are trapped along with hope... on this isle of despair...
For while the rich and mighty sit... upon their sacred isle...
the broken and the innocent... both die with crooked smiles...
for even in their darkest fears... they know they did their best...
for they don't sit upon a throne... and watch their pawns play chess.
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deusdeira
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2011-12-16 05:11:48] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Isle of Blood
(User Rating: 1 ) by gypsymaddness on
Friday, 16th December 2011 @ 12:28:25 PM AEST (User
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this is verry good. You are great at telling the truth in this. You put so much emotion into the words, and make the person who reads this feel it themselves. Really good. |
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